St. Patrick was a gentleman Who through strategy and stealth Drove all the snakes from Ireland. Here's toasting to his health. But not too many toastings Lest you lose yourself and then Forget the good St. Patrick And see all those snakes again.

Bless you and yours As well as the cottage you live in. May the roof overhead be well thatched And those inside be well matched.

Age is honorable and youth is noble.

For the test of the heart is trouble And it always comes with years. And the smile that is worth the praises of earth Is the smile that shines through the tears.

May your heart be warm and happy With the lilt of Irish laughter Every day in every way And forever and ever after.